Her porcelain skin,
her laughter like
a tinkling spoon,
her rich brown
tints and aroma …
keeping me awake
at night.

Julian O’Dea


4 responses to this post.

  1. I really like this and the descriptions you use. The flow is fantastic as well!


    • Thanks, Crestfallen Leaf.

      I was trying to have a really dense double-meaning, with a kind of intimate closeness of the concepts of the woman and the coffee.


  2. […] published poem on porcelain […]


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